[intro]
So you know its Joe Hurley
Coming in on that sad piano sh**
With a love song thats written for noone
Seems pretty typical at this point, but yah know, i'll just roll with it
Never expected to be protected, I'm beheaded
But be head over heals like I dreaded, bet it'd
Get dreaded like hairs of those in trench town
Tied up but not tied down, wearing a ball gown
Out to dinner make the waiter take a pictcha
Wanna kick it with yah, maybe hit a swisher at a dsa
Nothing to clear up, some things you tell make me tear up
Sitting with you, but I'm wishing you near-uh
And sometimes she a rider with no stirrup, cheer up
Baby so much sweeter than some syrup
Rhymer and a model like jemima from the bottle
Cause imma be colossal and need you to go full throttle
With me, I hope you privy to these practices
Of being on the mic and rapping sh**, lighting stoags then ashing it
My wallet ain't got cash in it, but we get some tea to split
This Rollie got some weed in it, so we could take a brief minute
Gimme kisses like an Inuit, innuendo crescendo
Got me feeling more relaxed than rolling off some benzos
She Sweetly, dearly blowing on this endo
But it ain't the end though, don't play me like Nintendo
Cause I'm playing for the campaign and want you round as my dame
Baby not trying to be plain, but you got your right to my name
Honey we got things to do, time we waste just turns to blue
But all I really want is you so time we wasted isn't true
It's an internal contradiction, just like my hearts conviction
But you don't got the same addiction, to me as your addition
Your modesty is honestly driving me to wanna be
With you every evening, I could see it oh so easily
Stoaging with the boys, you could tell by my lung strength
That this sh** is unsafe, can't run the same length
But I can still rap raspy ready for rolling reefer
I got gold in my beeper and some pa**ion in my speakers